Chapter 1270: Crying Funeral Stick

This situation is rarely seen, everyone is nervous, even the women's faces are grim, each holding a magic weapon in their hands, Wukong also quietly carried the iron rod in his hand, and a vertical leap to the back of the chair, just waiting for the other party to fight a dull stick.

Seeing this, Yang Nan also stood up, how familiar this situation was, he remembered that when he opened the six reincarnations, the horse face came out like this, but this yin wind was obviously worse than the horse face, and a mourning stick wrapped around the white strip had poked out of the hole, in this case, he was not good to do it immediately, and wait and see what happened.

The most nervous was the bull's head, and as soon as the ghost cried wolf's howl, he stared at the entrance of the cave, and when he saw the mourning rod appear, he was about to rush forward with the scepter in hand.

It's a pity that he was rushed by the yin wind, and he was rushed back more than a foot away, and he couldn't reach him at all.

Seeing this, everyone became even more nervous, you must know that the predecessor of the bull head was the Blue Scorpion Demon Emperor, not to mention that there are immortal weapons in his hands, he is not invincible, how powerful the person must be.

Seeing that Ma Niutou was invincible, Nu Qing and Yu Linglong glanced at each other, and couldn't help but become serious, this Blue Scorpion Demon Emperor was not as good as them, but it was almost the same, and now they didn't even see each other's faces, and the bull head couldn't even come to them, even they couldn't do it, it can be seen that the people who came were even more powerful than them, how could they not make the women nervous.

"Boom!"

The yin wind and ghost qi diffused from the black hole, the ghost cried wolf howl even more, the yin wind blew all over the hall, and the servant who cultivated a little lower fainted directly, and most of them couldn't move under the yin wind, and became the object of slaughter.

Yang Nan snorted, raised his big hand, pressed the void, the yin wind stopped suddenly, the howling stopped, and finally all returned to normal.

"The sect master is so powerful, I can't wait!" Everyone secretly sighed, and they were all impressed, this hand alone was much stronger than the bull head who was close to perfection of the same emperor.

The white light and shadow flashed, and the next moment, a white slender figure wearing a white coat and a white hat, holding shackles and handcuffs in one hand and a mourning stick in the other hand suddenly appeared on the ground like a wandering ghost.

"White impermanence?"

Seeing this person, the bull head was immediately excited, and then sent a message to Yang Nan: "Master be careful, this person is a ghostly ghost immortal, which is not comparable to ordinary Yin Si gods like us." ”

Yang Nan was not shocked, and watched this slender figure emerge from the ground.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee, hahahaha, hee-hee-hee!"

As soon as the white man came out, he laughed and cried, his voice was sharp and slender, and the timid one was directly frightened and cried, and even Ning Yu, Xiuxiu, Ya and others clenched their small hands tightly, their faces were pale, and it could be seen that they were not lightly frightened.

Yang Nan felt a tightness behind him, but saw that it was Meng Ting who grabbed his shirt, and Meng Lu next to him had a solemn face, they were originally from the earth, and now they actually saw the ghost Bai Impermanence, and it was strange that they were not afraid.

"Quack!" The man in white screamed again, and his ghostly eyes stared at Yang Nan fiercely, "You are Yang Nan, the sect master of Huaxia Sect, that horse face was really killed by you?"

But it turns out that this yin and ghost fairy have a kind of ability, which can be traced by cause and effect, Yang Nan killed Ma Mian and had his own causal entanglement and ghost breath, which was seen through by the man in white at a glance.

"And you bullhead, you haven't been back to the underworld for many years, but you turned out to be hiding here." The man in white shouted at Ma Mian again, and the momentum of the ghost fairy on his body surged, making the group of people feel uncomfortable as if they were trapped in a yin wind swamp.

"What if I killed him? Bai impermanence, you no longer listen to the underworld, what do you do in the human world? Yang Nan spoke, his expression was still flat, seeing that the sect master was like this, everyone's mood calmed down, this is the Dinghai Divine Needle of the sect, if he panicked, I am afraid that those maids and maidservants would have run away a long time ago, but now they are all standing behind and watching nervously.

"Jie Ji, Yang Nan is right, of course this ghost fairy came up to take you, come with me."

In the ghost laughter, the white impermanence shook the shackles and handcuffs in his hands, and in the sound of the flute sound, Qi locked towards Yang Nan, and before he was in the body, Yang Nan felt the imprisoning power of suppressing the divine soul.

If ordinary people don't even have the ability to resist, they are locked up and taken away, this is a netherworld magic weapon, specially used to take people's souls, no less than the existence of immortal weapons, but Yang Nan is afraid of it, if it was when he dealt with Ma Mian, this white impermanence came out, he was afraid that he would still be afraid of three points, maybe how far to run, and now he really doesn't care about it.

Since the introduction of the law of space, his cultivation has gradually improved to the realm of the emperor's close consummation, and he is really not afraid of this white impermanence.

Rumble!

Yang Nan's realm has been extended, and the shackles and handcuffs are suddenly like falling into the mud, where can I still move forward, pop! As soon as Yang Nan raised his hand, the handcuff bracelet flew back upside down, sweeping towards Bai Wuchang.

This is his magic weapon, I don't know how many years I have used it, where will I be afraid, silently recited the ghost mantra, raised his hand and fingered to fix the shackles and handcuffs, and the realm belonging to the ghost fairy extended to confront Yang Nan, and at the same time smiled again, "Okay, if you dare to resist, I will break you and lock your soul into the Nine Shadows." ”

Bai Wuchang laughed strangely, and the stick wrapped with white cloth in his hand was raised suddenly, and suddenly the yin wind swept over, and the ghost cried wolf howl, as if it sounded in people's hearts.

This white impermanence was like a white shadow fluttering, jumped up, and the mourning stick in his hand was wrapped in the yin wind and ran Yang Nan and smashed it down, and at the same time raised his hand and pointed to the handcuff bracelet, and ran back to the bull's head, and shouted in his mouth: "It is a felony to dare to escape from the underworld without authorization, and take it together." ”

feelings, he hasn't put Yang Nan in his eyes yet, and he actually wants to take the two of them at the same time.

The mourning stick was still a few feet away from the top of his head, Yang Nan felt the breath of the soul, he felt that his seven spirits were about to leave the body, and there was a string of bells hanging on the top of the mourning stick, and it didn't ring, and he didn't know what to do.

Yang Nan was suddenly shocked, but he didn't expect his magic weapon to be so weird, and he didn't dare to be careless immediately, and used the Yantian Holy Technique to suppress the divine soul, and the fairy sword in his hand came out.

Click!

The yin wind rose again, the fairy light flashed, and the fairy light actually took the upper hand, covering the black fog, and with a sharp howl, Bai Wuchang was knocked out.

The realm of the two was about the same, but he didn't expect Yang Nan's mana to be stronger than him, and he was suddenly hit to the ground.

Yang Nan was fine, but the bull head over there suffered a loss, resisting the urge of the soul to leave the body, and it was quite difficult to use the scepter against the shackles and handcuffs, the shackles and handcuffs were approaching inch by inch, and they were about to be put on him, until Yang Nan knocked Bai Wuchang away, he let out a sigh, and the scepter slammed the soul-locking magic weapon and flew out.

It's just that this white impermanence is really weird, although it was knocked away, the figure hit the ground like a noodle, and then flew flat again, standing up straight again.

(End of chapter)